Deep love never ends

Those who come here to inquire about news are basically watching the lively melon eating people.

Either I'm just free to ask, or I've had trouble with the Qin family. I'll step here.

Who let aunt Qin put on a high posture before, basically no one can see it.

However, Xia Qinghe couldn't get into the Qin family.

If you think so, it's easy to understand why aunt Qin doesn't like me so much.

Not to mention anything else, identity alone is enough to make her delay me thousands of times in her heart.

I love to escape successfully when many people come here and gather here to spy on the news intentionally or unintentionally.

I swear, I show off, but I don't come to show off my vanity in front of these insignificant people.

I didn't find Qin Langjun, but I met an old enemy I didn't want to see.

Fortunately, the second floor is remote and almost no one.

Otherwise, just between me and Qin Si, we can be entertained by tabloids and write countless articles.

A story that must be told between a prospective daughter-in-law and her father-in-law.

Or, the secret history of a rich family, a classic example of success, how a woman who steps on two boats can balance and continue.

At the moment of seeing Qin Si, I subconsciously tightened my body, pricked all over and looked at him sarcastically.

I even have the headline of the news in my mind.

It can be seen how much I don't want to see him.

Qin Si seems to endure a lot of emotions. Now he almost overlaps with what I remember, but I don't know what's going on, but he is also strange, like knowing him for the first time.

Looking at his strongly repressed emotions, even in his normally gentle eyes, there were a few strong emotions.

I waited for a while before he spoke.

A few steps forward, dun lived in front of him, smiled casually and said, "if you have something to say, let me say if you have nothing to say."

"Today's news is strong enough. You don't always want to break more exciting news?"

He didn't know what had fallen on his shoulder. When I habitually stretched out my hand to photograph him, he looked like an instinctive, deep frown and stepped back a few steps.

My hand fell empty, but it wasn't such an accident.

He finally spoke.

The gentle sound is like the sound of spring breeze, which is full of hoarseness and a little broken.

Everything has changed, and everything in my memory has changed beyond recognition.

I thought I would tear my face with him. I even thought I would take this opportunity to respond to him and show off in front of him.

But when I really stood in front of him, there was nothing.

There is only endless suffocating silence.

I can't break the knot between me and him.

But no one wants to untie it.

"You're only in your twenties. You don't know what you want. Everyone has the opportunity to make mistakes. Why can't I have it? Why do you keep making mistakes again and again?"

There was something of tiredness on his face.

It seems that I haven't slept well for days and nights.

Probably didn't sleep well.

I took what he had in his hand and pressed step by step. Not only me, but also Qin Langjun's actions were a hundred times more decisive and fierce than mine.

It must be hard to fall down from a big professor who was respected by countless people.

For a moment, I didn't even know whether I should sympathize with him or feel refreshing.

Anyway, those emotions are all mixed up, and I can't tell the taste.

"Not every mistake can be forgiven. You see, I can't forgive you now, and I won't do it in the future. However, if I can't be a couple, I will always be a family. It's also very good. Please take care of it in the future."

I knew what he didn't like to hear, so I said something in a relaxed tone.

As I spoke, I felt funny and smiled gently.

Put your hands on your abdomen.

The child who was originally exiled has not felt it for a long time now. I just touch it subconsciously. I am very familiar with the movement. When I realized that I had deceived myself, I like to touch it so gently.

It seems that a little life has been with me.

"I'm pregnant."

Before he continues to say those obscure and miscellaneous words, I'll say it first.

Seeing that his face was completely ugly, I passed by him contentedly.

"When did it happen?"

I just passed by, but he pressed my shoulder blade and dragged me back again.

Unexpectedly, his strength is not small.

I didn't stand firm. I stumbled and almost fell into his arms.

The light smell of soap horn on his body penetrated into my nose.

Let me only be in a trance for a moment, but I soon recovered.

The moment submerged by memories was soft hearted and disappeared empty.

His hand holding my shoulder blade hasn't loosened yet. He keeps looking at me with red blood eyes and asks again, "when did it happen?"

The voice is not high, but with suppressed emotion.

Some anger.

Seeing his angry appearance, I smiled and spit out a few words, "it's none of your business. So far, I haven't heard that my father-in-law cares about the whole process of someone's daughter-in-law's pregnancy."

His face looked ugly.

My hand is still on my abdomen.

He looked up at him, full of ridicule and provocation.

Many things can be diluted, but many things or emotions are deeply engraved in your bones. Even if you forget what caused it, this emotion can't disperse.

Like countless obsessions jumbled together, it almost became a cancer in the bone.

But I can't pull it out.

"I have my own life, Professor Qin."

I opened his hand and looked at the things falling on his shoulder, but I reached out and patted him away.

He stooped slightly and came up to him as a prank.

Looking at his frown and disappointed eyes, he straightened up to keep a certain distance.

"Is it only when I die that I can finish this?"

When I was about to leave, I heard him ask.

But I didn't look back and didn't intend to answer this question.

At most, he sneered in his heart, dead? It's not that easy.

Even if he died, I wouldn't let him do it.

When I turned around, my hand was taken away from my abdomen.

If you're pregnant, it's just disgusting. Anyway, he doesn't know and can't find out.

I clearly remember Qin Langjun coming up just now, but I didn't find anyone.

There was no movement behind. Qin Si probably went down too. He loves face more than anyone. He must avoid suspicion at this time.

The arc of the corner of my mouth just now also fell. I looked down at my mobile phone. It was cold and suddenly I was patted on my shoulder.

My eyebrows immediately wrinkled, subconsciously looking back, my eyebrows were not untied, but wrinkled more tightly.